everybody tweets like a social theorist these days, blaming their sad little lives on the commodification of art, decline of third spaces, hyperindividualism, and other such nonsense. I, on the other hand, know what's causing my misery--the demiurge's curse
Lavender lamborghini roll up in a blue bikini bitches on the beaches looking super cute and freaky all my friends are princesses we keep it whipped and creamy ice cubes on our tongues because we like to keep it freezy